Well, that settles it.
Damn, when you ask God to help make your decision clear, be prepared for the results.
My husband and I have been struggling with whether or not I should go back to work full time next year. Part of me thinks that having a full time income would be really nice. It would help our family breathe as we pay our monthly bills. It would give us enough to pay for eClaire’s preschool and additional child care for both kids. It would not make us rich, but help us breathe.
On the flip side, in August my youngest will only be three and a half and will have two more years until she attends kindergarten.
She still needs her mom.
Additionally, next year I will be in the last year of my Master’s program. Next year will be the most time intensive year of the program.
My family still needs me.
But the small financial increase would be so nice…
My gut says that one more year of part time work would be perfect.
One more year.
It’s been on my mind so much that I’m having dreams at night of going full time in August and showing up on the first day of school to blank desks, no plans and absolutely no idea what to do. But then, like a knight in shining armor, my teaching partner walks in the classroom door and saves the day.
One more year. That’s all I want.
Well today I was greeted at work with a standard letter asking what is my intent for next year. Will I be working full time or part time.
There’s that question again…except it is in writing this time, not just a hypothetical.
So I say a prayer. “God, please help me make the right decision. My heart says one thing yet my head says another.”
One more year, that’s all I want. That’s all my heart wants. One more year.
Well I sure cannot say that God doesn’t sometimes slap you in the face. Because he does. My decision became pretty clear.
In the form of a letter from my district.
Waiting on my counter was a letter informing me that my leave of absence is officially up in June. I will not be allowed to ask for an extension and will either have to go full time or put in my resignation.
And so now I sit here, prayer answered.
One more year…that’s all I wanted.
Lia said,
January 16, 2009 @ 8:38 am
Nette, I am sorry. I know you wanted to be home BUT everything will be fine. eClaire is going to be great in preschool!! And B will be fine with whatever, that is just him. As hard as it is, the breathing room will be nice.
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Amber said,
January 18, 2009 @ 4:55 pm
Yikes! That’s a bummer. Please reach out and ask for help if you need any. We’re always around
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Michelle said,
January 20, 2009 @ 2:55 pm
Ouch. I meant to ask you about that the other week. You mentioned it briefly, and then we got interrupted, and I forgot to follow up. (lame). I am so sorry. I am glad the decision was taken from you, so maybe less guilt? But on the other hand, I am sorry you don’t get your last year. Hang in there!
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Mike said,
December 26, 2009 @ 5:20 am
I love your blog!